There is a new Flash Fiction Contest called Flash Frenzy, where you’ve to write to a photo prompt. This was the first week, the photo below is the first prompt, and the words below that are my first effort..
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The makers of traditional dolls and board games had had to do something.
Computer games such as Assassins Creed and World of Warcraft were killing off their business as efficiently as the characters in those games were killing off their virtual enemies. The age of innocence had been replaced by the age of sin-nonsense, and the toy-makers had realised that they would have to change their attitude in order to survive.
First had come Pole-Dancing Barbie, though she had not been a success. This was because she couldn’t actually wrap her legs around the pole (a separately sold accessory, $14.95), and so was basically just a doll that fell on the floor.
Jurassic Park Barney, who sang “I crush you, you fear me” as he stamped on small cars (separately sold accessories, $22.99) had been more successful. Grand Theft Action Man had also done well, especially since his hands fitted perfectly onto a steering wheel, just about the first thing they had ever really been able to do.
Klingon Buzz Lightyear’s right arm fired a small rocket that could sting a cat at twenty feet. In Godfather Monopoly the car would perform drive-by shootings as it sped past your line of hotels. In Cluedo the murder was done by Stripper Sally, in the jacuzzi, with a chainsaw.
Their latest offering, released as a movie-tie-in, was Tiny Tears Carrie.
She lay buried in a little overgrown grave, which could be made to look still more abandoned and untended by the addition of toy beer-cans and wine-bottles ($27.50). When a button was pressed Carrie would suddenly sit up through the fake soil and say “Mama, I’ve been invited to the prom”.
Tiny Tears Carrie wasn’t one of those dolls that wet itself. It was usually the kids to whom it was given as a present who did that.
Worth Doing Badly 
I hate the violence of all those games that innocent kids play with. You’ve summed up the idiocy of it all.
Very good Tin! 🙂
I gave up playing ‘Fallout 3’ because I became sick of the killing… 😦
God bless!
Prenin.